Don't Mess With Me

Phoebus slowly woke up in the basement. His head was throbbing so bad he had problems standing up or even look straight. He was not in the same room. This room had nothing but a cold, hard stone floor and walls.

Damn.. wth just happened... 'Phoebus rubbed his head and slowly cleared out his blurred vision'. What the..! 'he looked around and there was nothing or noone. He sat in the middle in outrageous attitude'

The speakers went on and a low, dark voice talked to him.

"Nice try," the voice said and laughed.
"But you'd be wise in not trying to challenge me. The last one who tried was shot right between his eyes..." he said coldly.

{ OOC: I'm sure glad I didn't try to escape. The Villain doesn't like to be messed with <.< But I just realized that the basement and room 8 are pretty much alike xD }

[OOC: Except the bathroom xD The basement doesn't even have that xD BTW, you should really start that TTW convo you talked about! xD Make her moan loud... ]

Well I think death is a good option rather than this hell hole 'phoebus replied in anger' infact you know what bastard, look at me 'phoebus gets up and stands in the corner and opened his pants and started to pee on the wall' ohh yessss

He just laughed.
"Well, you're the one who will have to spend the night in that room, not me. Not really a problem for me now is it?"

Not yet its not, it will be later when you clean it up 'phoebus replied in a relieved way' phew this feels good

"And what makes you think I will clean it up?"

Because I'm not, and you don't want the smell to go outside coz the police dogs will trace it, you think you can get away with all these menace? hahaha 'phoebus still mad and wants to break all the walls around him with the skull of the person in the voicebox'

"Have fun sleeping in your own pee," he said laughing before the speakers went off.

Have fun when the police dogs traces this smell, coz it shall be spreading quickly if you don't clean it 'phoebus sat on the other side of the room and started thinking something'

A little boy running in a garden, bright sunlight on his sensitive eyes. Warm breeze going through his hair, its really relaxing and quiet. Something like people says Inner Peace.
The quietness started to fade, loud noise... really loud noise... the house infront of his eyes just blew up, really loud noise and really bright light blinded him...
Ma!... *phoebus woke up after a short nap, the smell of his own wee started to fade away* that dream.. again *he said to himself*

He had barely woken up before a new dose of sleeping gass swept through the cracks in the door and slowly made him fall asleep again.

[OOC: Fine, go play in Meg's room v.v]

ooc: ahhhhh Wendy don't want him there she will kick him in the balls i sware she will :-P